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Authors:

Take hands. There is no love now. But there are hands. There is no joining now, But a joining has been. Of the fastening of fingers. And their opening. More than the clasp even, the kiss. Speaks loneliness, How we dwell apart, And how love triumphs in this.

Laura Riding